Post by Benawia Gyelma on Nov 22, 2016 16:16:10 GMT
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Benawia Gyelma
Benawia Gyelma
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AGE: 33
GENDER: Female
SEXUALITY: Heterosexual
PERSONALITY: Sometimes Benawia feels like an old woman in a young person's war. By no means is her age old, but for a woman looking at raising a child, for a woman living in a world where death and fighting is at every doorstep, she feels older. Her personality reflects this too. Benawia has no time for the exuberance or brashness of youth. She is patient and takes her time in all her actions, be that deciding how to attack or if she's thinking of a reply to a conversation. Some will say she is too slow, a turtle in a hare's game, but Benawia waves this off. Her reward will come eventually. Benawia is devout to Nang-ma, and beleives that balance must be maintained when possible. When she kills, she takes time to travel to a village and help heal people with her magic. If she performs a ritual to banish an evil spirit from a home, she will go and make some lodging protected for benevolent spirits to live. She enjoys maintaining gardens if she's not travelling in order to balance her picking of wild herbs. If Benawia is in a party then she makes sure she balances the actions of her companions, even if this drains her. Benawia is a warm soul. In a way it makes her motherly, cooing and helping others when she can, but just as a mother soothes her child's pain, she is also stern and unwavering. If there is something or someone who bothers Benawia and she can not rid herself of them then she makes their flaws known. Being raised by a brother who needed people to trust him despite being a mage and then being raised my nuns who interacted with the laity, she knows how to be charming in a conversation. But this charm is extinguished if Benawia is not listened to. She is wise, and in her mind she should be listened to. It is a subtle pride that Benawia refuses to acknowledge. Benawia speaks slowly and in a low voice, but it lulls those into listening to her. There is a comfort in the older monk's words.
HISTORY: She would’ve been a farm girl had the world stayed the same. [break]
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But nothing is stagnant forever, especially life, and Benawia’s fate was changed the moment her family’s home was attacked. The “First Impact” had supposedly banded humanity against a common foe instead of fighting each other, mage against non-mage. But hatred runs deep and villagers who were once neighbors soon became attackers. When she was seven, Benawia was separated from her parents, stolen away under the cover of darkness with only her older brother as a guide. As a level two mage, Aegon was able to keep both himself and Benawia alive by offering his skills to protect caravans from demon attacks. In return Benawia picked up skills in combat, but she showed no magical ability. They lived this way for a decade. [break]
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She would’ve been a mercenary had the world stayed the same. [break]
[break]
There is not a soul in this world not affected by tragedy. This Benawia learned in her adolescence. She saw it in the eyes of the huddled masses who cowered from her brother just as they cowered from the demons. Spite could’ve ruled the young girl, in fact, at times it did, but Aegon did his best to teach her to see from the eyes who feared him. “See their world and know it is darker than ours.” He never said to try and change their world, just simply to understand those other people. This would be a lesson that Benawia would never grasp till much later in her life. [break]
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Aegon was right, however. Despite losing their parents, the two siblings were able to make a living, albeit a dangerous living at times. In her seventeenth year, the duo worked escorting a group of nuns travelling to a remote nunnery in a northern mountain region. Benawia was fascinated with these women. Some of them were fighters and all of them had some practice of magic in order to appease capricious deities or subdue evil spirits. Those who could both fight and use spells were deemed monks—a more colloquial class title that had nothing to do with the women’s gender. The nuns taught Benawia about their goddess, Nang-ma, a goddess of balance. Whatever is taken from this world, something is given in return. A life for death. Death for life. Benawia was taken by the way they saw the world and when the caravan finally reached the mountain nunnery, she said goodbye to Aegon and took her vows.[break]
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She would’ve’ been a nun had the world stayed the same.[break]
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Years passed like her training and Benawia grew more versed with the teachings of Nang-ma and the practices of her fellow sisters. Four years went by without the nunnery suffering from any incidences. On the fifth they were attacked by demons and that’s when Benawia’s ability to cast spells awakened. True to the order of Nang-ma, Benawia’s fists and body took life and her spells gave it back. While not as strong as a warrior or fighter with a weapon, nor as powerful as a mage proficient in healing, Benawia had her limitations. But she was still capable. [break]
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During the attack Benawia suffered a leg wound, leaving her with a slight limp on her right side. Her sisters nursed her back to help after the attack, but something changed inside of Benawia those nights. An outsider would call it a fever dream, but Benawia knew she had been contacted by Nang-ma herself. The goddess told Benawia she must go out into the world and slay the invading demons. In return, there would be a child born to her worth all of those demons’ lives. The magical ability this child would be raw and upending for the war. But Nang-ma never specified how many demons Benawia had to claim, nor did the goddess say when this would happen, or how the child would be conceived. When Benawia woke she told her fellow sisters and some disregarded the vision. No prophecy like this before has even been given by Nang-ma. Why now? And why to Benawia? Other sisters, however, gave Benawia their blessing and sent the woman out into the world to begin her slaying. She would be a monk now.[break]
[break]
The world does not stay the same.[break]
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This gives Benawia hope, but now she is thirty-three and has yet to fulfill the vision Nang-ma sent her. Blood is on Benawia’s hands, the battle between humans and demons still rages, but no child has yet to be born. For now, the woman continues, hoping each kill is the last.
AGE: 33
GENDER: Female
SEXUALITY: Heterosexual
PERSONALITY: Sometimes Benawia feels like an old woman in a young person's war. By no means is her age old, but for a woman looking at raising a child, for a woman living in a world where death and fighting is at every doorstep, she feels older. Her personality reflects this too. Benawia has no time for the exuberance or brashness of youth. She is patient and takes her time in all her actions, be that deciding how to attack or if she's thinking of a reply to a conversation. Some will say she is too slow, a turtle in a hare's game, but Benawia waves this off. Her reward will come eventually. Benawia is devout to Nang-ma, and beleives that balance must be maintained when possible. When she kills, she takes time to travel to a village and help heal people with her magic. If she performs a ritual to banish an evil spirit from a home, she will go and make some lodging protected for benevolent spirits to live. She enjoys maintaining gardens if she's not travelling in order to balance her picking of wild herbs. If Benawia is in a party then she makes sure she balances the actions of her companions, even if this drains her. Benawia is a warm soul. In a way it makes her motherly, cooing and helping others when she can, but just as a mother soothes her child's pain, she is also stern and unwavering. If there is something or someone who bothers Benawia and she can not rid herself of them then she makes their flaws known. Being raised by a brother who needed people to trust him despite being a mage and then being raised my nuns who interacted with the laity, she knows how to be charming in a conversation. But this charm is extinguished if Benawia is not listened to. She is wise, and in her mind she should be listened to. It is a subtle pride that Benawia refuses to acknowledge. Benawia speaks slowly and in a low voice, but it lulls those into listening to her. There is a comfort in the older monk's words.
HISTORY: She would’ve been a farm girl had the world stayed the same. [break]
[break]
But nothing is stagnant forever, especially life, and Benawia’s fate was changed the moment her family’s home was attacked. The “First Impact” had supposedly banded humanity against a common foe instead of fighting each other, mage against non-mage. But hatred runs deep and villagers who were once neighbors soon became attackers. When she was seven, Benawia was separated from her parents, stolen away under the cover of darkness with only her older brother as a guide. As a level two mage, Aegon was able to keep both himself and Benawia alive by offering his skills to protect caravans from demon attacks. In return Benawia picked up skills in combat, but she showed no magical ability. They lived this way for a decade. [break]
[break]
She would’ve been a mercenary had the world stayed the same. [break]
[break]
There is not a soul in this world not affected by tragedy. This Benawia learned in her adolescence. She saw it in the eyes of the huddled masses who cowered from her brother just as they cowered from the demons. Spite could’ve ruled the young girl, in fact, at times it did, but Aegon did his best to teach her to see from the eyes who feared him. “See their world and know it is darker than ours.” He never said to try and change their world, just simply to understand those other people. This would be a lesson that Benawia would never grasp till much later in her life. [break]
[break]
Aegon was right, however. Despite losing their parents, the two siblings were able to make a living, albeit a dangerous living at times. In her seventeenth year, the duo worked escorting a group of nuns travelling to a remote nunnery in a northern mountain region. Benawia was fascinated with these women. Some of them were fighters and all of them had some practice of magic in order to appease capricious deities or subdue evil spirits. Those who could both fight and use spells were deemed monks—a more colloquial class title that had nothing to do with the women’s gender. The nuns taught Benawia about their goddess, Nang-ma, a goddess of balance. Whatever is taken from this world, something is given in return. A life for death. Death for life. Benawia was taken by the way they saw the world and when the caravan finally reached the mountain nunnery, she said goodbye to Aegon and took her vows.[break]
[break]
She would’ve’ been a nun had the world stayed the same.[break]
[break]
Years passed like her training and Benawia grew more versed with the teachings of Nang-ma and the practices of her fellow sisters. Four years went by without the nunnery suffering from any incidences. On the fifth they were attacked by demons and that’s when Benawia’s ability to cast spells awakened. True to the order of Nang-ma, Benawia’s fists and body took life and her spells gave it back. While not as strong as a warrior or fighter with a weapon, nor as powerful as a mage proficient in healing, Benawia had her limitations. But she was still capable. [break]
[break]
During the attack Benawia suffered a leg wound, leaving her with a slight limp on her right side. Her sisters nursed her back to help after the attack, but something changed inside of Benawia those nights. An outsider would call it a fever dream, but Benawia knew she had been contacted by Nang-ma herself. The goddess told Benawia she must go out into the world and slay the invading demons. In return, there would be a child born to her worth all of those demons’ lives. The magical ability this child would be raw and upending for the war. But Nang-ma never specified how many demons Benawia had to claim, nor did the goddess say when this would happen, or how the child would be conceived. When Benawia woke she told her fellow sisters and some disregarded the vision. No prophecy like this before has even been given by Nang-ma. Why now? And why to Benawia? Other sisters, however, gave Benawia their blessing and sent the woman out into the world to begin her slaying. She would be a monk now.[break]
[break]
The world does not stay the same.[break]
[break]
This gives Benawia hope, but now she is thirty-three and has yet to fulfill the vision Nang-ma sent her. Blood is on Benawia’s hands, the battle between humans and demons still rages, but no child has yet to be born. For now, the woman continues, hoping each kill is the last.
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